The mutability of Eric Clapton is already enormous. But if you listen to the first song of the disc - the old popular song "Icecreame" - one is skeptical: The consumed electric guitar with its typical blues-rock riffs does not quite match the fun-Dixie Gejauxe around it. But then it's much better and harmonious. Clapton, Marsalis and Co to bring over the primitive New Orleans feel while unusual blues and bebop sounds enzubauen, without being alienating succeed. And at the end there's Taj Mahal and the Clapton classics Layla in a steaming-grooving Barrelhouse version - this then finally reconciled with the somewhat cumbersome concert.
